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Dragon11
Calling for Wind to bring the battle closer, he quickly obeys your orders, taking a dive and darting for the ground with Spearow close on his tail, pulling up at the last minute to come zooming past you at waist level. Spearow completely ignores you, more focused upon Wind who arcs up and around, performing a kind or aerial somersault before crashing into Spearow’s back with a powerful Tackle. Spearow drops like a brick, crashing into the ground with an almighty thud before picking itself up and zooming straight toward Wind to Peck him hard in the belly. The two are then locked in a midair battle of wills, flapping their wings wildly in one another’s faces to try and blind the other before Wind lowers his head and rams into Spearow with another Tackle then darting around behind it to give himself a chance to regain his breath. This has certainly turned into an ugly fight, though a rather interesting one. Both Pokémon have taken some damage, but Wind has the advantage for the time being…

Dragon was amused with the maneuver. He thought of a way to attack the Spearow's head. He needed a distraction. Then he thought of it. “Use its aggressiveness to make it go after you. Then swoop low and stir up the dust cloud to confuse it. Then with your Keen Eye ability spot it out in the dirt devil, if it is moving, go after its wings. Stopping its wings stops its flight. If its still or you make it still, give it a head shot with a tackle. Got it?” Wind nodded, and gave a half-hearted smile. He was usually a pacifist, but he was enjoying this, it was fun. His thoughts were interupted by Dragon.

Weebos
Startled from your thoughts by Bud’s cry, you find the rather comic site of a ferocious Natu to be more puzzling than anything else, but it doesn’t take you long to react to the situation. Relaying your instructions to your little Chikorita, she soon recovers from the initial shock of the surprise attack and throws all of her body weight into a Tackle which sends Natu reeling backward to smack into the gravestone from which it had first appeared. Natu appears horrified by this turn of events, though it’s quite clear its distress isn’t caused by Bud’s attack, but from the fact it had crashed into the tombstone. With a distressed squawk it scrambles to get off the grave as quickly as possible before turning an enraged glare upon Bud and hopping toward her for yet another frenzied Peck attack. Bud is ready this time however and manages to Tackle the tiny bird head on, causing it to drop to the ground like a brick. Natu is enraged by this time, recovering its feet once more and launching itself at Bud to peck her right between the eyes. Looks like you have one spirited little birdie on your hands here…

"Sweet Jesus!" said Weebos as he watched the epic conflict unfold before him. His beloved Chikorita, Bud, was locked in battle with a rather humourously ferocious Natu. 'Something has really ****** this chicken finger off, he thought to himself as the two green pokemon squared off. Bud moved first, running headlong into the furious flapper. "Bingo!" Weebos exclaimed as the Natu flew into a tombstone. "That was excellent Bud." Weebos congradulated his partner. "Chi-Kaa!" Bud responded triumphantly. A flurry of movement diverted their attention back to the psychic bird. Natu, having apparently regained its sense was flapping about in a rather unorthodox fashion, trying to get off the tombstone as fast as possible. The look on its face clearly displayed the height of terror, or as much terror as a Natu could possibly display. 'Its spooked out of its mind." Weebos thought to himself, the implications were tantalizing. The Natu quickly regained composure and charged again, but Bud met it with another tackle, knocking it onto its back. The psycho-chick flipped back up, infuriated, and viciously pecked Bud. Weebos meanwhile was once again lost in thought, but he came to as Bud once again cried out, this time in exhasperation for her trainer. "Well, well, well..." Weebos pondered, "Afraid of a little graveyard, eh? Bud! Take that bird down a notch with a Growl, follow up with two Tackles, keep that Natu on that tombstone." Weebos giggled with glee, yet on the inside he was a little uneasy at his own plan. Natu lived in the graveyard, what reason could it have to be scared?

Pearl's Perap
Still puzzled by the reaction of the onlooking Mankeys, right now you’re more interested in what’s happening on the ground than in the wild screeching overhead. Returning your focus to the battle, you praise Kerry for her efforts, making the little Bulbasaur prouder than ever and determined to do her best for you. Though that scratch to the face had caused Kerry some discomfort, she isn’t about to give in yet and launches herself at the pig monkey for a full throttle Tackle, ramming it in the gut and winding it. Mankey retaliates with another Scratch, but this one isn’t quite as powerful as the last, being more of a reflex action than an actual attack as it struggles to regain its breath…

Zak gasped as he watched the battle nearing the end, the Mankey exhausted, his Bulbasaur pumped for more due to all the support she was recieving, the overhead Mankey's watching in awe.

"Okay Kerry, I think this is our chance..tackle that Mankey in the air!" Zak called out, he knew what to do now, Mankey was weak and weak pokémon are easier caught.

Zak watched the Mankey as Kerry lowered her head and began to run at it at full-speed, ready to toss it high into the air, holding his arm in the air, pokéball in hand, Zak smirked, ready to throw it towards the pig-monkey pokémon in hopes of catching it to add to his collection, or trade on in the future.

"Kerry, you can do it girl!" Zak was proud, his starter pokémon and oldest friend was an amazing battler, and this was only the beginning of what was to come.

Kyuubii
Entering the mystical forest wonderland of the legendary Forest of Adventure with Seraphim hitching a ride on your shoulder, you wander along for several minutes taking in the beauty of your surroundings. This forest has a special aura about it, a distinct feeling of something ancient which makes your journey that much more special as you wonder what mysteries and adventures it has to offer. After several minutes you stop when you hear the faint sound of what you think is crying, and curious to know what there is to be upset about in such beautiful surroundings, you follow the sound to find a little Wurmple huddling over the body of a dead Beautifly. The Beautifly is obviously this little ones mother, and you can’t help but feel pity for the poor orphaned bug, but before you have a chance to think about it, let alone react in any way, you hear a low rumble and turn to see a Poochyena standing by a nearby tree, growling a warning. It’s obvious this little pup is the one responsible for Beautifly’s untimely demise, and it apparently doesn’t want you around to stop it from finishing off Wurmple as well…

Maverick just stood there, shocked to have experienced death this early in his journey. Then, realizing that he needed to do something, he regained his composure and called out to his Pokemon, "Seraphim! This is gonna be our first battle together. Get ready!"

The small echinda Pokemon nodded its head and leaped off Maverick's shoulder, letting out a loud squeak, "Cynda!"

"Alright listen carefully. I want you to use a tackle attack on that Poochyena over there okay?" He pointed towards the angered Pokemon not to far away.

"Cyndaquil!" Seraphim leapt off into battle, a navy colored blur as it somewhat clumsily ran towards the black and grey dog Pokemon.

~Divine Casualties Vol. 1: Aphotic Dawn~Silly little mortal. You think because you've lived more than one lifetime you can sway the Creator's will? Do not overstep your bounds. You lower beings are nothing more than tools.

Pearl's Perap
Noticing that Mankey is weakening which gives you a slight advantage, you decide to go for broke and attempt to capture the little bugger. Kerry obediently carries out your instructions, charging the little pig monkey who can only watch with bulging eyes as its bulbous foe attacks. Mankey attempts to leap out of the way, but is still heavily winded, giving Kerry just the opening she needs to send the little primate flying as she Tackles it in the gut. Mankey does manage to get in one last Scratch to Kerry’s bulb before it is sent hurtling through the air at which point you toss your Pokéball, watching with baited breath as the ball bounces off Mankey which triggers the release mechanism, the red beam shooting out and enveloping Mankey before pulling the squealing monkey into the ball. The branches overhead are suddenly filled with high pitched and …“delighted…?” screeching as the red and white sphere drops to the ground, shaking furiously as Mankey struggles to evade capture. After an interminably long wait as the ball wobbles madly on the ground, the light finally turns green with a little ”ping!”, signifying your capture of the level five male Mankey within. You have little time to celebrate your capture however, as it appears there is now another problem facing you as several of the Mankey from the treetops leap to the ground and surround you, moving in to create a rather uncomfortably restricting circle around Kerry and yourself…

Kyuubii
Horrified to have stumbled upon such a grisly scene so early into your adventure, you quickly decide you can’t just stand by and watch as Poochyena finishes off this distressed little Wurmple who is still huddled over its dead mother. Seraphim is also eager to help the little bug type and upon your order, darts toward the dark pup with fire in his eyes. Poochyena isn’t about to let an overzealous rodent get in its way however, and lowers its head, charging for Seraphim and meeting him with a head-on Tackle. The subsequent skull bashing which results as the two collide isn’t too pleasant, particularly for Seraphim as Poochy has a definite size advantage over him, and he falls to the ground, shaking his head furiously while trying to clear his vision. Poochyena then Howls loudly, the eerie sound echoing throughout the forest and sending a chill up your spine. It looks like you may have bitten off more than you can chew here, especially considering Poochy is now staring at Seraphim with a rather hungry look in its eyes…

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Weebos
If there is one thing that’s becoming clearer by the minute, it’s that this little psychic birdie is very, very upset. What reasons it could have for being so highly strung are beyond you, but the uneasy feeling of you having severely misjudged its intentions, as well as its reactions, is beginning to play on your mind. Shrugging off these thoughts, you instead decide to go with the flow, obviously finding it rather amusing to see Natu react so strongly to being flung onto this gravestone, and decide to use its evident distress of trampling this grave to your advantage.

Recovering from Natu’s last attack against her, Bud Growls at the tiny bird who hesitates for a moment before Leering Bud down. Using this opportunity to attack again, Natu hops forward and Pecks Bud’s front right paw, though luckily not too hard. Bud soon retaliates with a Tackle, sending Natu flying back once more, this time the psychic birdie putting a lot of energy into digging it’s claws into the ground before it can land directly on top of the grave behind it, but having put so much energy into stopping itself, has left itself wide open for yet another Tackle as Bud moves in quickly, slamming Natu back and into the tombstone a second time. Natu is more than distressed at this point, it’s completely and utterly enraged, picking itself up and hopping forward, flinging itself into Bud’s face to attack with an insanely furious barrage of Pecks…

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Dragon11
Noting Spearow’s highly aggressive nature, you decide to use this to your advantage. Taking a moment to figure out a course of action while the two face off once more, you relay your orders to Wind who obeys without question. He darts away from Spearow as quickly as possible, urging his attacker to pursue him, a plan that works perfectly as Spearow streaks off after Wind, staying close on his tail.

Wind takes a dive for the ground, stirring up a large cloud of dust, but one thing you’d overlooked with your plan is that Wind is not the only birdie here with the Keen Eye ability. While Wind prepares to attack, Spearow darts through the cloud of dust and rams into Wind with ferocious force, it’s Peck attack tearing a large gash into Wind’s belly and up into his right wing. Oops… look like that plan backfired as it’s now Wind who has been disadvantaged in the same way you were hoping to disable Spearow. Releasing an earsplitting squawk of agony, Wind manages to hop to his feet, but is unable to follow through with his next attack due to the damage to his wing…

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Jonouchi
Wanting to end this battle as quickly as possible, you ready yourself with a Fast Ball while instructing Kaio on what to do next. Nodding his understanding, Kaio leaps in to Tackle the tadpole Pokémon before it has an opportunity to react. Poliwag is knocked off its little feet, but quickly retaliates with yet another Bubble which Kaio is ready for. Dodging the attack, Kaio soon follows up with another Tackle, KOing Poliwag who drops to the ground. Level up for Kaio. What would you like to do now?

Note: If you plan on throwing a Pokéball you must clearly state you wish to do so. You’re holding one, but made no mention of wanting to use it for this update, so I’ve skipped over it.…

Lee-san I’m releasing you from my clutches here in the Arcane Realm. You don’t belong here as you’ve proven you’re more than capable of RPing to an above average standard. Best of luck in the zones, and please don’t forget to check with ZO’s regarding capped zones before posting an intro.

Jonouchi
Wanting to end this battle as quickly as possible, you ready yourself with a Fast Ball while instructing Kaio on what to do next. Nodding his understanding, Kaio leaps in to Tackle the tadpole Pokémon before it has an opportunity to react. Poliwag is knocked off its little feet, but quickly retaliates with yet another Bubble which Kaio is ready for. Dodging the attack, Kaio soon follows up with another Tackle, KOing Poliwag who drops to the ground. Level up for Kaio. What would you like to do now?

Note: If you plan on throwing a Pokéball you must clearly state you wish to do so. You’re holding one, but made no mention of wanting to use it for this update, so I’ve skipped over it.…

Sorry about that. I'll remember that next time.

Ricco watched as the Poliwag fell to the ground with a thud. He was glad that he won his first ever battle, but he also didn't want to leave it here. Ricco looked at Kaio and smiled a bit.

"You know what, Kaio?" Ricco said.

Mudkip turned to him wondering what he's going to say.

"We can't leave this guy here, and he put up quite a fight too." He stated. "Let's take him with us."

Mudkip agreed. Ricco held tight to his Fast Ball and looked at his fallen opponent, knocked out on the ground.

"Once he's caught, let's head somewhere else. I want to explore this place a little more." He said. "But first-"

Ricco threw his arm back and tossed the Fast Ball towards Poliwag. The Fast Ball darted straight for Poliwag and hit its target.

Weebos
If there is one thing that’s becoming clearer by the minute, it’s that this little psychic birdie is very, very upset. What reasons it could have for being so highly strung are beyond you, but the uneasy feeling of you having severely misjudged its intentions, as well as its reactions, is beginning to play on your mind. Shrugging off these thoughts, you instead decide to go with the flow, obviously finding it rather amusing to see Natu react so strongly to being flung onto this gravestone, and decide to use its evident distress of trampling this grave to your advantage.

Recovering from Natu’s last attack against her, Bud Growls at the tiny bird who hesitates for a moment before Leering Bud down. Using this opportunity to attack again, Natu hops forward and Pecks Bud’s front right paw, though luckily not too hard. Bud soon retaliates with a Tackle, sending Natu flying back once more, this time the psychic birdie putting a lot of energy into digging it’s claws into the ground before it can land directly on top of the grave behind it, but having put so much energy into stopping itself, has left itself wide open for yet another Tackle as Bud moves in quickly, slamming Natu back and into the tombstone a second time. Natu is more than distressed at this point, it’s completely and utterly enraged, picking itself up and hopping forward, flinging itself into Bud’s face to attack with an insanely furious barrage of Pecks…

A chill wind blows through the graveyard as a vicious battle continues to unfold. Weebos, a young intrepid pokemon trainer trainer and his Chikorita, Bud, are locked in conflict with an unnervingly ripshit Natu. Bud starts this round off with a Growl, which stopped Natu only for a moment before it responded with a Leer. Bud, taken off guard, received a peck to the paw from our ferocious feathered friend. "Stream of Asterisks!" Weebos exclaimed, "Bud get it together!" Bud, responding to her trainer's call, charged in with a spectacular tackle, which sent the psychic puffball hurtling at the tombstone once more, but not before Natu fought momentum with friction, utilizing its taloned claws. Bud took advantage of Natu's preoccupation and hit it for another excellent tackle. Natu hit the tombstone yet again, but this time, Natu righted itself, and with a terrible and wild glint in its eye, assualted Bud's face with a vengeance. "Bud! HANG IN THERE!" Weebos cried as he watched his friend get mauled, "When you see an opening, go for it! Start tackling and don't let up!" Weebos readied a pokeball just in case. 'If I see an opening,' he thought, 'I have to go for it, I don't think this bird is going to give up without a fight.'

Dragon11
Noting Spearow’s highly aggressive nature, you decide to use this to your advantage. Taking a moment to figure out a course of action while the two face off once more, you relay your orders to Wind who obeys without question. He darts away from Spearow as quickly as possible, urging his attacker to pursue him, a plan that works perfectly as Spearow streaks off after Wind, staying close on his tail.

Wind takes a dive for the ground, stirring up a large cloud of dust, but one thing you’d overlooked with your plan is that Wind is not the only birdie here with the Keen Eye ability. While Wind prepares to attack, Spearow darts through the cloud of dust and rams into Wind with ferocious force, it’s Peck attack tearing a large gash into Wind’s belly and up into his right wing. Oops… look like that plan backfired as it’s now Wind who has been disadvantaged in the same way you were hoping to disable Spearow. Releasing an earsplitting squawk of agony, Wind manages to hop to his feet, but is unable to follow through with his next attack due to the damage to his wing…

Dragon and starter pokemon looked towards the aggressive Spearow. Without looking away, Dragon asked, "You okay, Wind?" Wind gave a reasuring squawk and nodded. Zephyr was pleased with his little bird, he knew it must be in pain. But wouldn't be much longer before he had a second bird. But now time to get a couple good hits to end this.

Dragon started to mumble to himself, "I think that last attack made it even more aggressive. Wait, that's it! It'll just keep attacking. So, if Wind just dodges it's attacks, Spearow will run out of energy, it's tired already. Then a well placed tackle will put it out cold!"

He turned to Wind, "Dodge all of his attacks. It will tire him out, and make him look like an idiot. Then tackle him when he's tired. It is a matter of brains over blind rage. And you get your ravenge." Wind was happy with the plan, and he could put up with the pain a bit longer. Now all that was left to wait and keep ready.

Dragon got out and readied his Friend Ball to reap the rewards of the first battle of his adventure, and hopefully make it tamer, too.

It's an update! *le gasp!*

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Weebos
Completely overcome by Natu’s furious attack, Bud is at a loss as to what to do next. Knowing she has to get this psycho bird off of her, she charges toward the tombstone, hitting it head-on with Tackle. Thankfully having Natu on her face protects her from taking too much damage, but the same can’t be said for Natu who was the meat in the sandwich between Bud and the tombstone. Natu drops like a brick, looking dazed before realising it is once again sitting upon the grave it had been so viciously protecting. That familiar spark of rage then returns to its eyes before it lunges insanely for Bud yet again who is ready this time and meets the tiny bird with a head-on Tackle. Lucky size does matter in this instance, as Bud has come off the victor in this showdown as Natu is once more sent reeling back and smashing into the gravestone. Natu isn’t giving in easily though, hopping back to it’s feet and staring back at Bud with such rage in it’s eyes that it scares you. Natu isn’t looking all too hot though. It may have a lot of spunk but it’s wearing down, panting heavily as it glares directly into Bud’s eyes…

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Dragon11
With Wind now injured, you feel the only way to really handle the remainder of this battle is to go on the defensive. Relaying your instructions to Wind, he nods his understanding before eyeing Spearow closely. He doesn’t need to wait long as Spearow is determined to attack while Wind is weak, and as it darts in for the kill Wind hops to the side at the last moment, just managing to dodge the attack. Spearow, furious at having been tricked, circles around and swoops back in, but this time Wind takes a dive for the ground while Spearow soars over top of him, so close that Wind can feel Spearow’s talons scrape the feathers on his back. Even more infuriated to have been outwitted twice, Spearow comes in for a third attack, this time darting to the left at the last possible moment - just as Wind hops in the opposite direction. He was lucky that time, but Spearow is onto his cat and mouse game now so who knows how long it will be before Spearow correctly guesses the direction in which Wind is going to dodge? At this point you can only hope that keeping Spearow moving will tire it out sooner rather than later.

Note: Nowhere in my previous update did I state that Spearow was tired. Please don’t assume anything.

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Jonouchi
Deciding you’d like to take Poliwag along with you on the next stage of your adventure, you throw a Pokéball toward the KO’d tadpole and watch with baited breath as the small red and white sphere bounces off it before the capture beam shoots out and sucks Poliwag in. You’re soon distracted from the Pokéball as it begins to wobble on the ground however, when a deafening mechanical scream grabs your attention. Looking up you see a small aircraft which is leaving a smoke trail behind, spiralling toward the ocean before crashing into the water approximately twenty metres offshore. Staring at the wreckage, you’re not quite sure what to do as you’re too stunned to react instantly until Kaio prods you in the leg, pointing toward the Pokéball you had just thrown which now contains a Lv.5 male Poliwag…

Jonouchi
Deciding you’d like to take Poliwag along with you on the next stage of your adventure, you throw a Pokéball toward the KO’d tadpole and watch with baited breath as the small red and white sphere bounces off it before the capture beam shoots out and sucks Poliwag in. You’re soon distracted from the Pokéball as it begins to wobble on the ground however, when a deafening mechanical scream grabs your attention. Looking up you see a small aircraft which is leaving a smoke trail behind, spiralling toward the ocean before crashing into the water approximately twenty metres offshore. Staring at the wreckage, you’re not quite sure what to do as you’re too stunned to react instantly until Kaio prods you in the leg, pointing toward the Pokéball you had just thrown which now contains a Lv.5 male Poliwag…

Ricco tossed a Fast Ball straight towards the now fainted Poliwag, which encased the Pokemon into the red and white ball. The ball began to wiggle around, but as soon as that occured, Ricco heard something.

"What's that?" He said.

He looks up to see a plane. It was high up, but smoke came out of the engine and was headed in Ricco's general direction. Ricco had no clue what to do, but had to get out of the way immediately, so he ran to the left. Luckily the crash was nowhere near him, and landed off shore about twenty meters from him. Ricco was shocked at the thought of him nearly dying from the crash, or that there was even a crash period! He was just lucky that it veered off his course.

"That was scary!" He said. "What should I do?!"

Just then, Mudkip nudged Ricco and pointed to his Pokeball, lying on the ground. Poliwag was nowhere in sight, so it appeared that he did catch it after all.

"I almost forgot about you." He said as he ran to his newly caught Pokemon.

He lifts up the pokeball and welcomes him to the team, then concentrates on his next priority: The wreckage in the water.

"Alright, let's help them out!" Ricco said.

Ricco didn't know what to do. He could swim out there, but he would be at risk of drowning if he went that far. Was there any people on it at all?

"Alright." He said. "I think we should wait till we see people come out, and if there are, we help them. Ok, Kaio?"

Kaio nodded to these orders and waited for the people to come out, should there be any.

Dragon11
With Wind now injured, you feel the only way to really handle the remainder of this battle is to go on the defensive. Relaying your instructions to Wind, he nods his understanding before eyeing Spearow closely. He doesn’t need to wait long as Spearow is determined to attack while Wind is weak, and as it darts in for the kill Wind hops to the side at the last moment, just managing to dodge the attack. Spearow, furious at having been tricked, circles around and swoops back in, but this time Wind takes a dive for the ground while Spearow soars over top of him, so close that Wind can feel Spearow’s talons scrape the feathers on his back. Even more infuriated to have been outwitted twice, Spearow comes in for a third attack, this time darting to the left at the last possible moment - just as Wind hops in the opposite direction. He was lucky that time, but Spearow is onto his cat and mouse game now so who knows how long it will be before Spearow correctly guesses the direction in which Wind is going to dodge? At this point you can only hope that keeping Spearow moving will tire it out sooner rather than later.

Note: Nowhere in my previous update did I state that Spearow was tired. Please don’t assume anything.

A nice cooling breeze felt good to both sides of the match, especially the Flying-type trainer, also blowing his black jeans and blue tee-shirt, that hot August afternoon before leaving. "But atleast there's no humidity," Dragon optimistically said, flashing back to when he visited Slateport City seven years ago exactly ago and all the humidity of the summer, but calling himself back as Wing dodged a third attack, this one even closer. He looked and saw his Pidgey chirping a laugh at the obsurdity of the last round as walked up to him and applied a Poition to Wind's wing.

Then Pidgey said, in pokemon lauguage, "This is all reminicent of a Matador and a Bull."

Dragon, who vaguely knew what his starter was saying, said, "Hey matador, you want to end this?" Pidgey nodded. "Good, use Thorns, then a Faint Attack get behind it and hit it with a Steel Wing!"

Wind nodded again and turned towards his opponent, "You're good, you almost got me that last time."
"You're not bad yourself," replied Spearow, warming up to its opponent, "I might just tag along and spar with you."
"Probably," said Wind, looking at his trainer grasping a pokeball in his right hand ready to throw, and smiling then back at his opponent, "I would like that."
"So, lets begin," nudged the Spearow, getting ready.
"Fine by me," Wind smirked, readying himself as well, as another breeze came over to battlefield.

Weebos
Completely overcome by Natu’s furious attack, Bud is at a loss as to what to do next. Knowing she has to get this psycho bird off of her, she charges toward the tombstone, hitting it head-on with Tackle. Thankfully having Natu on her face protects her from taking too much damage, but the same can’t be said for Natu who was the meat in the sandwich between Bud and the tombstone. Natu drops like a brick, looking dazed before realising it is once again sitting upon the grave it had been so viciously protecting. That familiar spark of rage then returns to its eyes before it lunges insanely for Bud yet again who is ready this time and meets the tiny bird with a head-on Tackle. Lucky size does matter in this instance, as Bud has come off the victor in this showdown as Natu is once more sent reeling back and smashing into the gravestone. Natu isn’t giving in easily though, hopping back to it’s feet and staring back at Bud with such rage in it’s eyes that it scares you. Natu isn’t looking all too hot though. It may have a lot of spunk but it’s wearing down, panting heavily as it glares directly into Bud’s eyes…

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Piercing cries echo through the yard of graves as the living inhabitants resume their heated conflict. The nefarious Natu continues its assault on Bud’s head. Bud, in an effort to remove her purple plumed parasite, charges straight into the tombstone. Natu gets squished and tumbles from its perch. It rises unsteadily and, realizing it is once again on the grave, turns toward Bud, murder burning in its eyes. Natu throws itself at Bud, only to be met with a terrific Tackle, once again flinging the tiny terror with a resounding thud into the gravestone. “What is this gravestone made of?” Weebos asks nobody in particular. “Furthermore, what is this Natu made of?” he wonders as Natu rights itself again, perseverant and ready for another round. ‘The little bird isn’t looking too hot,’ Weebos thought, “I’ll have to finish it soon because Bud isn’t in peak condition either.’ Suddenly, Weebos puts away his pokeball and pulls out a TM and a little pouch. Turning to Bud he says, “I think this is a good time to use these, eh Bud?” The green dinosaur nodded and Weebos fed her three rare candies and gave her the TM.
-Bud grew to level 8! She learned Razor Leaf and Bubblebeam!-
“Now!” Weebos said confidently, looking down at his friend. “It is time we show this squirt we mean business, Bud use Razor Leaf and Bubblebeam!” As he commanded this Weebos threw his arm into the arm and brought it down, pointing straight at Natu, meeting the staring bird’s gaze. Bud shook her head at her trainer’s theatrics, but nonetheless was invigorated by the chance of showing off her new techniques.

OOC: I used the candies on Bud in the bank previously and the TMs I taught her are in my regi.

Weebos: Unless you’re interested in attempting to capture Natu, you’re free to move out of the Arcane Realm and into the zones. If you decide to stay for the duration of this battle, I’ll have an update up for you within 36 hours as I’m planning on updating this zone much more regularly over the next few weeks. If not, best of luck in the zones, and please don’t forget to check with ZO’s regarding capped zones before posting an intro.

Desert of Illusion - Please reply in darkorange

Dragon11 You’ve lost one star for self-updating, among other things. If you have questions about this, PM me.

Deciding to apply a Potion to Wind’s injured wing, both birds give you the strangest look, a look which can’t help but make you feel slightly uncomfortable. Wind then looks at his wing, feeling a slight numbing sensation, but it’s still as limp as before, if not a little more, which doesn’t boost his spirits at all. Spearow watches with a gleam in it’s eye, obviously feeling it has this battle in the bag, and doesn’t even wait for Wind to attack, hopping in to Peck him right between the eyes before turning tail and flying off in the opposite direction. Wind, his eyes watering heavily, flaps his good wing fast and hard enough to unleash a special move taught to him and causing small thorn-like projectiles to zip through the air after Spearow, hitting it in the behind as it flies away. Spearow releases a shocked screech, and though the combined factors of Thorns being a Grass Type Move with Wind’s injured wing has caused the move to be far less effective than it would be when used by a Grass Type Pokémon, the burning sensation in Spearow’s butt has caught it’s attention. Turning around and streaking back toward Wind full speed, Spearow Growls ferociously, and although Spearow has scared Wind slightly, Wind is too focused upon winning this battle to shy away from the angry bird. Waiting for the last possible moment before making his move, Wind uses Faint Attack, disappearing before Spearow makes contact, only to reappear a moment later with his good wing glinting brightly with a metallic sheen before whacking it down onto Spearow’s skull as hard as he can. Spearow takes a dive for the ground, landing face-first in the sand, while Wind appears pleased to have at last been able to prove he’s not as incompetent as it first appeared. It’s hardly his fault he was injured, he had only been following instructions…

Ocean of Mystery - Please reply in deepskyblue

Jonouchi
Scooping up your newly captured Poliwag, you focus upon the plane wreckage in the water, deciding it’s safer to stay here and wait to see if anyone comes out rather than to swim out and check to see if there are any trapped and drowning survivors. Lucky for you the door on the side of the plane swings open and a tiny man who appears to be in his mid fifties leaps out of the hatch with a box in his arms, tucking it under one arm as high out of the water as possible and using the other to swim awkwardly toward the shore.

Panting heavily, he finally ends up on the beach, dragging himself onto the sand before putting the box down and hurriedly tearing open the top. He doesn’t even appear to have noticed you, more concerned about the contents of the box than anything, and upon looking inside releases a mournful cry of dismay. “This can’t be!” he wails, “All of my work is DESTROYED!”

Jonouchi
Scooping up your newly captured Poliwag, you focus upon the plane wreckage in the water, deciding it’s safer to stay here and wait to see if anyone comes out rather than to swim out and check to see if there are any trapped and drowning survivors. Lucky for you the door on the side of the plane swings open and a tiny man who appears to be in his mid fifties leaps out of the hatch with a box in his arms, tucking it under one arm as high out of the water as possible and using the other to swim awkwardly toward the shore.

Panting heavily, he finally ends up on the beach, dragging himself onto the sand before putting the box down and hurriedly tearing open the top. He doesn’t even appear to have noticed you, more concerned about the contents of the box than anything, and upon looking inside releases a mournful cry of dismay. “This can’t be!” he wails, “All of my work is DESTROYED!”

Ricco didn't really want to risk drowning while saving others; Mudkip didn't either. They both waited for someone to come out. That was when Ricco saw someone pop out of the boat and into the water.
"Who's that?" Ricco asked. Mudkip was confused as well.
The man was swimming towards his area of the Ocean. To Ricco's suprise, he didn't look like he needed any help, but that box looked heavy.
"Let's give him a hand." Ricco said. "Okay Kaio?" Kaio agreed and helped Ricco out
Ricco runs into the water and decides to help him, but upon reaching head-inch water, the man made it onto the shore, carrying the box with him. Ricco just floated there, wondering why he was ignored. Ricco swam back to the mainland and looked at the man nearby, looking at his box.
"I wonder what happened?" Ricco said to himself.
He turns to Mudkip and patted on its head.
"You fought well against that Poliwag, Kaio." He said. "Keep it up and you'll do fine."
Mudkip let out a happy cheer. They both hear a shocked cry coming from the man nearby.
"Uh-Oh..." Ricco said. "Better find out what happened. Kaio, stay here and watch the boat to see if there's anyone else coming out. If there's more, let me know immediately."
Mudkip nodded a yes as Ricco ran over to the man with the box.
"This can’t be!” he wails, “All of my work is DESTROYED!”
"Uh..excuse me, sir?" He said. "What's destroyed? What's going on?"
Whatever Ricco expected, it probably wasn't good news.

Dragon11 You’ve lost one star for self-updating, among other things. If you have questions about this, PM me.

Deciding to apply a Potion to Wind’s injured wing, both birds give you the strangest look, a look which can’t help but make you feel slightly uncomfortable. Wind then looks at his wing, feeling a slight numbing sensation, but it’s still as limp as before, if not a little more, which doesn’t boost his spirits at all. Spearow watches with a gleam in it’s eye, obviously feeling it has this battle in the bag, and doesn’t even wait for Wind to attack, hopping in to Peck him right between the eyes before turning tail and flying off in the opposite direction. Wind, his eyes watering heavily, flaps his good wing fast and hard enough to unleash a special move taught to him and causing small thorn-like projectiles to zip through the air after Spearow, hitting it in the behind as it flies away. Spearow releases a shocked screech, and though the combined factors of Thorns being a Grass Type Move with Wind’s injured wing has caused the move to be far less effective than it would be when used by a Grass Type Pokémon, the burning sensation in Spearow’s butt has caught it’s attention. Turning around and streaking back toward Wind full speed, Spearow Growls ferociously, and although Spearow has scared Wind slightly, Wind is too focused upon winning this battle to shy away from the angry bird. Waiting for the last possible moment before making his move, Wind uses Faint Attack, disappearing before Spearow makes contact, only to reappear a moment later with his good wing glinting brightly with a metallic sheen before whacking it down onto Spearow’s skull as hard as he can. Spearow takes a dive for the ground, landing face-first in the sand, while Wind appears pleased to have at last been able to prove he’s not as incompetent as it first appeared. It’s hardly his fault he was injured, he had only been following instructions…

Oops, thanks for the explaination (Better to lean these things now(I never knew you couldn't choose the weather, but I understand the thing with the Spearow), and I didn't know I was so controvesial.

When Dragon got a strange look he knew he did something wrong. He ruined the chance for a fair fight between them, and the numbing even made it harder for Wind to move! But he is distracted by the Spearow who had come in and Pecked Wind before fleeing. With that, the Pidgey clicked. And flapping his wings and focusing on his wing used the move acidently taught to him by a magic rose, Thorns. With a flap of his wings, dozens off thorns shot at the fleeing Spearow. With this, the Spearow came flying back, unleashing a Growl, but Wind is concintrating on its good wing. At the last second Wind used Faint Attack behind the Spearow then uses all the power he had tranfered into his good wing for a Steel Wing knocking his opponent into the sand.

"Revenge is sweet," mummbled Wind, "we should do that again sometime."
Dragon who only vaguely knew what Wind meant from body languange countered, "Don't get ahead of yourself, its not over yet. When it gets up use wait for it to attack first then Faint Attack behind it and Tackle its right wing, then try to get another Steel Wing in. If it doesn't get up, leave it to me." With that, he gripped the Pokeball harder and backed up a few feet, and saw Wind do the same, but with more difficulty giving Dragon another guilt trip. "I'll take them to the PokeCenter back in Meddi Ville," he promised himself, trying to hide his guilt for both pokemon, "The Spearow did attack first," he added.

Wind wasn't having any guilt, it was hard to get him in a rage but it was even harder to get him out. He was tempted to hit the Spearow, but wanted to finish it off fair. But he was determined to finish this battle next turn.

Weebos: No problem. In future though, try to pay attention to hints your updator may be giving you. One of the main reasons I kept you here this long is because you weren’t picking up on what I was trying to tell you. I was disappointed you didn’t pick up on the hints I was giving you each update, but meh *shrugs* Try to look a little deeper from now on or you may inadvertently skip over something which could turn into a bigger adventure.

Desert of Illusion - Please reply in darkorange

Dragon11 Better.

Both Pokémon are breathing heavily, the desert heat combined with the length of this battle wearing them down. Wind may be injured, but after that last round of battle Spearow not only has a burning butt, but one hell of a headache. It hops up from the ground, a little wobbly on its feet, and takes a moment to refocus it’s eyes only to note Wind’s smug expression which only enrages it further. Not stopping to think, Spearow goes straight for the kill, darting toward Wind with fire in its eyes. Wind is prepared though, with a much cooler head he’s able to use tactic and pulls the same vanishing act he had last round, Faint Attacking out of Spearow’s path only to reappear, launching his full body weight into his opponent. Both Pokémon roll across the sandy desert in a ball of flying feathers, pecking and clawing insanely at one another. Wind tries his best to break free, but his injured wing is making the task very difficult indeed. Putting all of his remaining energy into gathering the strength to rip his good wing free of Spearow’s grasp, Wind somehow manages to free it and you watch as the familiar silvery metallic sheen glints brightly in the sunlight. Spearow sees it coming however, and manages to evade it at the last moment, only just managing to gain enough speed and height to dart up and around before coming back at Wind and Flying full-force into the tired bird. The collision sees both Pokémon crash to the ground and you watch for a few moments to see what happens next. But nothing does. Taking a few steps closer you see this battle has resulted in a double KO. Watcha gunna do?

Ocean of Mystery - Please reply in deepskyblue

Jonouchi
Approaching the distressed man who is on his knees and grasping his hair in total frustration, you ask what is wrong. Finally noticing he’s not alone, the man stares at you for a moment as though trying to register the words you have spoken, before returning his gaze to the box sitting silently on the sand.

“The ores I’ve spent months mining were destroyed in the crash! Some were burned, melting after an electrical fire started mid-air, some are sitting at the bottom of the ocean and the remaining ones I have stored in this box are water damaged! I’ve had to travel all across the land to complete the collection for the ingredients needed to power my Flight Simulator and they’re ruined along with the Aerial Podium prototype which was smashed to smithereens in the plane!”

Staring back out at the plane wreckage which slips beneath the surface of the water while you both watch, he appears to have forgotten you’re there. “What am I going to do?” he wails to the sky before frustratedly beating his fists in the sand…

Both Pokémon are breathing heavily, the desert heat combined with the length of this battle wearing them down. Wind may be injured, but after that last round of battle Spearow not only has a burning butt, but one hell of a headache. It hops up from the ground, a little wobbly on its feet, and takes a moment to refocus it’s eyes only to note Wind’s smug expression which only enrages it further. Not stopping to think, Spearow goes straight for the kill, darting toward Wind with fire in its eyes. Wind is prepared though, with a much cooler head he’s able to use tactic and pulls the same vanishing act he had last round, Faint Attacking out of Spearow’s path only to reappear, launching his full body weight into his opponent. Both Pokémon roll across the sandy desert in a ball of flying feathers, pecking and clawing insanely at one another. Wind tries his best to break free, but his injured wing is making the task very difficult indeed. Putting all of his remaining energy into gathering the strength to rip his good wing free of Spearow’s grasp, Wind somehow manages to free it and you watch as the familiar silvery metallic sheen glints brightly in the sunlight. Spearow sees it coming however, and manages to evade it at the last moment, only just managing to gain enough speed and height to dart up and around before coming back at Wind and Flying full-force into the tired bird. The collision sees both Pokémon crash to the ground and you watch for a few moments to see what happens next. But nothing does. Taking a few steps closer you see this battle has resulted in a double KO. Watcha gunna do?

Ya gotta do what ya gotta do, I suppose...
Trying to add more drama without breaking any rules... ('tis hard to balance the yin and the yang of writing a reply [/guru mode])

Wind was tired, but so was the Spearow. "Now or never," he told himself and watched as the Spearow can at him, but vanished right before he got hit, reappearing behind the attacker. Then he tackled the Spearow right to the ground. Once they we're on the ground, they two birds started to peck and claw at one another. "If I can just get my wing in position...," whined Wind, "There!" With that he rose his good wing, which was now a reflective beckon that blocked Dragon from seeing what happened next, but Spearow had too good sight and dodged out of the wings way, swooping out then doubling back at Wind. "I don't have anything left, I down with this...," moaned Wind, but in one last optimism said, "But so is he!"

"Wind! Wind!" yelled Dragon as reached and picked up his first pokemon, guiltier than before. A tear or two dropped from Dragon's eyes when he saw his pokemon in pain. "Well. no need to have this all in vain, I suppose..." mumbled Dragon throwing a pokeball at the Spearow his Pidgey defeated, but with slightly less gusto then if he would have won. "Don't worry, I'll get you to a PokeCenter. There's one in Medi Ville, thats not far away," said Dragon putting pokemon back in it's pokeball. He wiped his eyes and looked out to see if he caught the Spearow, then he'd be off to the Medi Ville pokecenter. He'd make up his mistakes in one way or another...

Jonouchi
Approaching the distressed man who is on his knees and grasping his hair in total frustration, you ask what is wrong. Finally noticing he’s not alone, the man stares at you for a moment as though trying to register the words you have spoken, before returning his gaze to the box sitting silently on the sand.

“The ores I’ve spent months mining were destroyed in the crash! Some were burned, melting after an electrical fire started mid-air, some are sitting at the bottom of the ocean and the remaining ones I have stored in this box are water damaged! I’ve had to travel all across the land to complete the collection for the ingredients needed to power my Flight Simulator and they’re ruined along with the Aerial Podium prototype which was smashed to smithereens in the plane!”

Staring back out at the plane wreckage which slips beneath the surface of the water while you both watch, he appears to have forgotten you’re there. “What am I going to do?” he wails to the sky before frustratedly beating his fists in the sand…

Ricco walked up to the man near his box to ask if he was alright. The man looked at him and saw that he was upset. Ricco didn't like that feeling at all. The man looked back at his box and what was in it.
“The ores I’ve spent months mining were destroyed in the crash! Some were burned, melting after an electrical fire started mid-air, some are sitting at the bottom of the ocean and the remaining ones I have stored in this box are water damaged!"
Ricco was disappointed at all the hard work this man had lost. No one likes to lose what they worked hard on, not even Ricco.
"I’ve had to travel all across the land to complete the collection for the ingredients needed to power my Flight Simulator and they’re ruined along with the Aerial Podium prototype which was smashed to smithereens in the plane!”
"That's horrible!" Ricco said with worry in his eyes. "Is there any way I can help?"
Ricco turns his head back to the sea as he notices the plane sinking back into the water. Ricco ran over to the beachside and saw the tail of the plane go down.
"What do we do now, Kaio?" Ricco asked his Mudkip.
Mudkip turned to Ricco and looked back at the sea.
"Do you think we have any way to help that man?" Ricco asked Kaio. Kaio nodded a no.
"Yeah. Probably not."
Ricco looked back at the man who began to yell into the sky.
"What am I going to do?" he screams.
"I wonder if there's a way to get them back from underwater, despite it probably being ruined." He asked himself. "Maybe he might know where to get some more."
Ricco went back to the man, who was beating the sand with his fists.
"Like I said, is there any way I can help you?" He asked again. "I know your work meant a lot to you, but I think I might help you. The ores in the water, do you think they're still unharmed?"
Ricco wanted to do all he could to help this man, but he might face some problems if he had to go out into the water.

Dragon11
Your feelings of triumph are short-lived when you realise that Wind has been KO’d, but rather than look at the negative, you feel it better to look on the bright side. Not wanting Wind to have gone through all of this for nothing, you toss the Pokéball you’ve been holding toward the fainted Spearow before racing over and tending to Wind, not even looking to see if your capture is successful. Scanning Pidgey’s bruised and battered body, you can’t help but feel a pang of guilt. Trainers often forget the brutality of battle when their thoughts are focused on the end prize of victory, but this defeat has made you realise there is more to battling than meets the eyes. Your Pokémon must always come first, and right now you’re going to see that Wind is cared for before continuing with your adventure.

Scooping him gently up in your arms, you assure him all will be well, before returning your attention to the small red and white sphere which is now sitting quietly on the desert sand, it’s green light signalling the successful capture of a Lv.5 male Spearow. Lifting the Pokéball from the ground, you tuck it safely away before retracing your steps, leaving this vast wasteland behind. If only one thing is certain at this point in time, it's that these arid and unforgiving plains have taught you a very valuable lesson…

Hours later, walking along the main street of the quaint little farming village of Mediville, you’re pleasantly surprised by just how old this town appears to be. Its cobblestone streets and old-style shops are a welcome change to the modern design of most towns and cities you have passed through, but your main concern right now is to locate the Pokémon Centre. Fortunately it isn’t easy to miss, the small stone building with its large Pokéball design over the entrance standing out instantly amidst the other buildings. It’s the hive of activity going on outside of the PokéCentre which has your attention however. Ambulances are parked outside, their lights flashing brightly, and while you stand there watching another ambulance comes screaming up the street from behind. You feel the desperate breeze of the vehicle’s mad dash to the Pokémon Centre as it flies past you, the siren deafening, while Pokémon Centre staff, ambulance officers, and villagers alike are bustling around carrying hordes of injured Pokémon inside. Some look burned, most have broken limbs, and some, gathering from the mounting piles of cloth-covered lumps beside the building, haven’t made it.

It is then that a nurse spies you standing there and rushes over. “Oh my!” she cries, “You’ve found another one! Quickly, bring it inside!”, and while she rushes you toward the door, you can hear the terrified wailing of a small child. Looking to your left, you see a girl of about six, covered in soot and screaming her lungs out. Her little hands are bunched into fists at her side as she stand there. Tears are streaming down her face, leaving wet paths trailing down her soot covered face, but with all of the activity nobody has noticed her. “Caaaaaaan-deeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!” she cries, the sound more of an hysterical scream than a cry, “Caaaan-deeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Where are you Can-deeeeeeeeeeeeeeee?!”

Ocean of Mystery - Please reply in deepskyblue

Jonouchi
Wanting to help the man, but not exactly sure what it is you can do for him, you once again offer to help. He looks at you for a moment, not even seeming to contemplate this, before looking back out to the swirling water which had just consumed what was left of his plane.

“The ores in the water cannot be used now,” he replies with a tone of resignation. “They’ve been contaminated by the impurities in the water and are useless. The only choice I have is to gather more, but with the tournament only three weeks away I have no hope of collecting them as well as rebuilding the prototype in ti...”

Stopping suddenly, an expression of hope glitters in his eyes as he looks back at you. “You!” he cries, pointing at you in a way that makes you wonder if you’ve done the right thing by offering your services. “You can help!”

He then begins walking in circles, trailing his fingers through his thinning hair while muttering to himself. “Three weeks… three weeks to collect the ores and rebuild the podium. The podium can be completed in two weeks, the fusion work in one. That leaves no time for testing, but it can be done…”

Turning back to you, the man grins broadly. “Can I ask you to collect the ores for me while I rebuild my flight simulator? I have no chance of getting it ready for the tournament alone, but with your help I may just be able to pull it off. This will require you to travel to all corners of the land, but I can lend you a small aircraft and pilot who will fly you to the destinations you need to reach.”

He then covers his mouth with one hand, his eyes bulging. “My goodness!” he exclaims, turning bright red. “How rude of me not to introduce myself! My name is Loft. Professor Loft, and I’m a leading researcher in the field of Pokémon Aerial Dynamics!”

Grabbing your hand, he shakes it profusely, a large and happy grin on his face. You can’t help but wonder what it is you’ve gotten yourself in for, and even though Professor Loft appears slightly eccentric you can’t help but be a little curious about his work…

Jonouchi
Wanting to help the man, but not exactly sure what it is you can do for him, you once again offer to help. He looks at you for a moment, not even seeming to contemplate this, before looking back out to the swirling water which had just consumed what was left of his plane.

“The ores in the water cannot be used now,” he replies with a tone of resignation. “They’ve been contaminated by the impurities in the water and are useless. The only choice I have is to gather more, but with the tournament only three weeks away I have no hope of collecting them as well as rebuilding the prototype in ti...”

Stopping suddenly, an expression of hope glitters in his eyes as he looks back at you. “You!” he cries, pointing at you in a way that makes you wonder if you’ve done the right thing by offering your services. “You can help!”

He then begins walking in circles, trailing his fingers through his thinning hair while muttering to himself. “Three weeks… three weeks to collect the ores and rebuild the podium. The podium can be completed in two weeks, the fusion work in one. That leaves no time for testing, but it can be done…”

Turning back to you, the man grins broadly. “Can I ask you to collect the ores for me while I rebuild my flight simulator? I have no chance of getting it ready for the tournament alone, but with your help I may just be able to pull it off. This will require you to travel to all corners of the land, but I can lend you a small aircraft and pilot who will fly you to the destinations you need to reach.”

He then covers his mouth with one hand, his eyes bulging. “My goodness!” he exclaims, turning bright red. “How rude of me not to introduce myself! My name is Loft. Professor Loft, and I’m a leading researcher in the field of Pokémon Aerial Dynamics!”

Grabbing your hand, he shakes it profusely, a large and happy grin on his face. You can’t help but wonder what it is you’ve gotten yourself in for, and even though Professor Loft appears slightly eccentric you can’t help but be a little curious about his work…

'I feel that he's desperate about this.' He thought. 'What should I do?'
Ricco had listened to Professor Loft's story, about the Tournament and the flight simulator and with the Professor asking for his help, he didn't want to leave him to his work. Ricco felt bad for this man and wanted to do whatever he could to help him. Ricco was a little nervous of the idea of travelling across the region to help this man find ores. Even though the only thing he cared about was the tournament he mentioned.

"I'd be glad to help you." Ricco said. "Can you just excuse us one moment?"
Ricco brushed the Professor's hands off of him and ran to his Mudkip.
"What do you say, buddy?" he said. "Want to help this guy out?"
Mudkip jumped up and down in excitement. Ricco knew this adventure was going to be rough, but he wanted to help him if the Professor wanted to finish the tournament. He didn't have much doubt within him.
"I'm as excited as you are, we're going on an adventure! A real one!"
He took Mudkip and went back to the Professor to agree in helping him out.

"We'd love to help you out. Just tell me where to go and we'll be there." Ricco said. "Three weeks, that'd be plenty of time to help out."
Ricco awaited his response, but forgot to ask another thing.
"Oh, one more thing. Can I enter this tournament when we're done?"
As he awaited his response, he had another question to ask.
"So, where can we find the ores you're talking about? are they spread across the Arcane Realm?"

Dragon11
Your feelings of triumph are short-lived when you realise that Wind has been KO’d, but rather than look at the negative, you feel it better to look on the bright side. Not wanting Wind to have gone through all of this for nothing, you toss the Pokéball you’ve been holding toward the fainted Spearow before racing over and tending to Wind, not even looking to see if your capture is successful. Scanning Pidgey’s bruised and battered body, you can’t help but feel a pang of guilt. Trainers often forget the brutality of battle when their thoughts are focused on the end prize of victory, but this defeat has made you realise there is more to battling than meets the eyes. Your Pokémon must always come first, and right now you’re going to see that Wind is cared for before continuing with your adventure.

Scooping him gently up in your arms, you assure him all will be well, before returning your attention to the small red and white sphere which is now sitting quietly on the desert sand, it’s green light signalling the successful capture of a Lv.5 male Spearow. Lifting the Pokéball from the ground, you tuck it safely away before retracing your steps, leaving this vast wasteland behind. If only one thing is certain at this point in time, it's that these arid and unforgiving plains have taught you a very valuable lesson…

Hours later, walking along the main street of the quaint little farming village of Mediville, you’re pleasantly surprised by just how old this town appears to be. Its cobblestone streets and old-style shops are a welcome change to the modern design of most towns and cities you have passed through, but your main concern right now is to locate the Pokémon Centre. Fortunately it isn’t easy to miss, the small stone building with its large Pokéball design over the entrance standing out instantly amidst the other buildings. It’s the hive of activity going on outside of the PokéCentre which has your attention however. Ambulances are parked outside, their lights flashing brightly, and while you stand there watching another ambulance comes screaming up the street from behind. You feel the desperate breeze of the vehicle’s mad dash to the Pokémon Centre as it flies past you, the siren deafening, while Pokémon Centre staff, ambulance officers, and villagers alike are bustling around carrying hordes of injured Pokémon inside. Some look burned, most have broken limbs, and some, gathering from the mounting piles of cloth-covered lumps beside the building, haven’t made it.

It is then that a nurse spies you standing there and rushes over. “Oh my!” she cries, “You’ve found another one! Quickly, bring it inside!”, and while she rushes you toward the door, you can hear the terrified wailing of a small child. Looking to your left, you see a girl of about six, covered in soot and screaming her lungs out. Her little hands are bunched into fists at her side as she stand there. Tears are streaming down her face, leaving wet paths trailing down her soot covered face, but with all of the activity nobody has noticed her. “Caaaaaaan-deeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!” she cries, the sound more of an hysterical scream than a cry, “Caaaan-deeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Where are you Can-deeeeeeeeeeeeeeee?!”

Technically, shouldn't I change the color of my posts now? Meh...

Dragon's legs were tired by the time he got close to the old-fashioned farming village. The sun was starting to set, giving everything a red tint as Dragon wandered peacefully through to the Pokemon Centre, admiring the laid-back atitude. But, when he got there he saw quite the commotion among the peaceful town. He looked around him to see people carrying burnt and broken pokemon. He got quite the disturbing feeling when he saw a growing mountain of cloth covered corses. This was interupted by loud sirens, flashing lights, and the wind off another frantic ambulence.

While he was taking all this chaos in, a nurse calls out to him, “Oh my! You’ve found another one! Quickly, bring it inside!”
"What's going on here!?" yelled Dragon, almost as frantic as the dire situation.
But he got sidetracked by a little girl, maybe six, yelling hysterically “Caaaaaaan-deeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Caaaan-deeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Where are you Can-deeeeeeeeeeeeeeee?!”
"Can you take care of my Pidgey?" asked Dragon, "I'll be back in a sec." With that he ran to comfort the little girl. He also realized that his Tailow, Gale, is good at comforting people. By that time he was next to the girl and asked, "Hey there, its okay. I'll help you find Candee," while releasing Gale to comfort the girl.

Dragon11 Last update no, as you still needed to exit the Desert. This update yes, as you are now in Mediville.

Uneasy due to the hive of frantic activity around you, you know you can’t leave the small child standing there like that. Her distress is plain as day, and since nobody else has even noticed her, let alone tried to help her, you hand Wind over to the nurse before rushing to her side. Assuring her that everything will be ok, you offer to help find her missing Candee, waiting patiently for her hysterical cries to settle.

Releasing Gale in the hope of calming the girl, he sits on your shoulder chirping softly to help soothe the tiny child. After a minute or two her cries turn into wracking sobs, and while she stares at you through teary eyes, the expression of loss she silently conveys causes a gut-wrenching knot to tighten in your stomach.

“Th-there” she sobs, pointing to her right and staring off into the distance. “C-candy was th-there, but n-now I can’t f-find her.”

Following her gaze, you look back the way you had come to see a thick black smoke trail rising into the air…

Ocean of Mystery - Please reply in deepskyblue

Jonouchi
While the prospect of recovering ores holds no real appeal to you, the word, “Tournament” has managed to grab your attention. Mulling over this for a moment, you discuss the situation with Mudkip who appears extraordinarily eager to set out on a real adventure. Returning your attention to Professor Loft you agree to help, asking about the tournament as well as what it is he needs you to do.

Thrilled to receive a positive response, the Professor begins leading you away from the crash site and further down the beach while explaining the Annual Flying Pokémon Tournament is a yearly event held in a stadium atop the Forest of Adventure’s highest mountain peak. Only flying Pokémon may be entered in the tournament, but the Professor’s work on a Flight Simulator for non-flying types has proven promising. The Aerial Podium can “fly”, and is able to hold the weight of a Pokémon up to 65 pounds. The prototype has only ever had one trial run, but it was successful. Unfortunately it was destroyed in the crash which means it needs to be rebuilt, and quickly, since sign-ups for the tournament begin in two weeks, with the first round of battles starting the week after.

While taking all of this in, you hadn’t noticed how far you’d walked till you find yourself standing outside a modern-looking laboratory nestled into a small cove at the farthest northern point of the beach. You’re amazed to see there is even a small airstrip here, not large enough to land a large plane, but just the right size for small aircraft. There are two light planes sitting at the western end of the runway, identical to the one which you had seen crash into the ocean less than an hour before. The professor heads straight into the laboratory however, sifting through papers while muttering to himself before finally pulling out a list and handing it to you.

“These are the items I need you to collect,” he says, before rushing through another door and calling out to someone named Henry.

Reading over the list you see:

Forest of Adventure
1 large Sudowoodo root
5lbs Heracross dung

Graveyard
2 flasks Spectral Essence

Desert of Illusion
2 litres Cacturne sap

Silverton Ranges
3lbs Silver
2 Gold Nuggets
2.5 lbs Iron Ore

Mediville
Metalsmith - Melt Silver, Gold and Iron Ores

Wondering how you’re supposed to find these “ingredients”, or how they can possibly fuel the Aerial Podium, your thoughts are interrupted when Professor Loft returns to the room with a small man in tow whom you assume to be Henry. Eyeing him curiously, you take in his small round stature, balding head, chubby red cheeks and sky blue eyes which are magnified four times their natural size due to the thick horn-rimmed glasses he’s wearing. Upon seeing you Henry approaches with a bright smile, his friendly demeanour putting you at ease. Shaking your hand enthusiastically, Henry announces that he’s your guide for the next two weeks before turning to Professor Loft.

“Now that’s all sorted out there is no time to waste!” the Professor exclaims, practically shoving both you and Henry out the door. “Lady Hawk is fully fuelled and ready to go and I have work to do!”

The Professor then slams the laboratory door in your face before you have a chance to respond. Looking to Henry, you see him chuckling heartily.

“Take no notice of him,” Henry says, amused. “The Podium has been his life for the past three years and with it so close to becoming a marketable reality, he’s become so engrossed in his work that he sometimes forgets his manners. He’s really a friendly chap, very intelligent and sociable, but after this afternoon’s events, his only interest is in rebuilding the Podium. After all of this is over you’ll have the chance to see him for who he truly is - a wonderful man with a brilliant scientific mind.”

“The Professor is correct though,” Henry continues. “We don’t have much time to collect the ores, so hop on board, get yourself comfortable, and tell me where you’d like to go first.”

Leading you on board Lady Hawk, the second of the two light aircraft sitting on the airstrip, Henry buckles himself into the pilot’s seat, starts up the engine and sits patiently while you strap yourself into the passenger seat and take another look over the list…

Jonouchi
While the prospect of recovering ores holds no real appeal to you, the word, “Tournament” has managed to grab your attention. Mulling over this for a moment, you discuss the situation with Mudkip who appears extraordinarily eager to set out on a real adventure. Returning your attention to Professor Loft you agree to help, asking about the tournament as well as what it is he needs you to do.

Thrilled to receive a positive response, the Professor begins leading you away from the crash site and further down the beach while explaining the Annual Flying Pokémon Tournament is a yearly event held in a stadium atop the Forest of Adventure’s highest mountain peak. Only flying Pokémon may be entered in the tournament, but the Professor’s work on a Flight Simulator for non-flying types has proven promising. The Aerial Podium can “fly”, and is able to hold the weight of a Pokémon up to 65 pounds. The prototype has only ever had one trial run, but it was successful. Unfortunately it was destroyed in the crash which means it needs to be rebuilt, and quickly, since sign-ups for the tournament begin in two weeks, with the first round of battles starting the week after.

While taking all of this in, you hadn’t noticed how far you’d walked till you find yourself standing outside a modern-looking laboratory nestled into a small cove at the farthest northern point of the beach. You’re amazed to see there is even a small airstrip here, not large enough to land a large plane, but just the right size for small aircraft. There are two light planes sitting at the western end of the runway, identical to the one which you had seen crash into the ocean less than an hour before. The professor heads straight into the laboratory however, sifting through papers while muttering to himself before finally pulling out a list and handing it to you.

“These are the items I need you to collect,” he says, before rushing through another door and calling out to someone named Henry.

Reading over the list you see:

Forest of Adventure
1 large Sudowoodo root
5lbs Heracross dung

Graveyard
2 flasks Spectral Essence

Desert of Illusion
2 litres Cacturne sap

Silverton Ranges
3lbs Silver
2 Gold Nuggets
2.5 lbs Iron Ore

Mediville
Metalsmith - Melt Silver, Gold and Iron Ores

Wondering how you’re supposed to find these “ingredients”, or how they can possibly fuel the Aerial Podium, your thoughts are interrupted when Professor Loft returns to the room with a small man in tow whom you assume to be Henry. Eyeing him curiously, you take in his small round stature, balding head, chubby red cheeks and sky blue eyes which are magnified four times their natural size due to the thick horn-rimmed glasses he’s wearing. Upon seeing you Henry approaches with a bright smile, his friendly demeanour putting you at ease. Shaking your hand enthusiastically, Henry announces that he’s your guide for the next two weeks before turning to Professor Loft.

“Now that’s all sorted out there is no time to waste!” the Professor exclaims, practically shoving both you and Henry out the door. “Lady Hawk is fully fuelled and ready to go and I have work to do!”

The Professor then slams the laboratory door in your face before you have a chance to respond. Looking to Henry, you see him chuckling heartily.

“Take no notice of him,” Henry says, amused. “The Podium has been his life for the past three years and with it so close to becoming a marketable reality, he’s become so engrossed in his work that he sometimes forgets his manners. He’s really a friendly chap, very intelligent and sociable, but after this afternoon’s events, his only interest is in rebuilding the Podium. After all of this is over you’ll have the chance to see him for who he truly is - a wonderful man with a brilliant scientific mind.”

“The Professor is correct though,” Henry continues. “We don’t have much time to collect the ores, so hop on board, get yourself comfortable, and tell me where you’d like to go first.”

Leading you on board Lady Hawk, the second of the two light aircraft sitting on the airstrip, Henry buckles himself into the pilot’s seat, starts up the engine and sits patiently while you strap yourself into the passenger seat and take another look over the list…

Ricco listened to the discussion about the Flying Pokemon tournament and realized that he can't enter without flying Pokemon. Ricco didn't have any (Except for Baltoy, but Ricco thought he might not be allowed.) and was disappointed. Ricco then noticed that the "Flight Simulator" was for any non flying type Pokemon and that was what got destroyed in the crash. This motivated Ricco to get the job done faster. Who knows? With all of his efforts, he might get in for free.

Ricco soon arrived outside the main area of the Airport/Lab and was entered inside. Upon entrance Professor Loft handed him a list of the things he needed. Mudkip jumped onto his shoulder and read the list with him. Ricco, at first, never thought there would be that much, but looking at the list, he knew that it would take him a while to get them back. Some of them were unusual, some were a bit uneasy for his tastes, but if this would power up his Flight simulator, he would have to get it. The professor soon returned with a small man, who was named Henry.

"Nice to meet you, Henry." Ricco said. "I'm Ricco, and this is Mudkip."

Mudkip smiled and gave a cute "Mudkip" sound.

Ricco soon found out that he would be his guide for the next few weeks. Ricco was a little excited, but figured it wasn't going to be as easy as he expected. Before he can ask Professor Loft anymore questions, he left immediately and shut the door behind him.

“Take no notice of him,” Henry says, amused. “The Podium has been his life for the past three years and with it so close to becoming a marketable reality, he’s become so engrossed in his work that he sometimes forgets his manners. He’s really a friendly chap, very intelligent and sociable, but after this afternoon’s events, his only interest is in rebuilding the Podium. After all of this is over you’ll have the chance to see him for who he truly is - a wonderful man with a brilliant scientific mind.”
"I would imagine so." Ricco said. Mudkip agreed with him
“The Professor is correct though,” Henry continues. “We don’t have much time to collect the ores, so hop on board, get yourself comfortable, and tell me where you’d like to go first.”

Ricco hopped into the back seat of the Lady Hawk and scanned his list over again. There were so many things to get and so little time to get them all. Ricco scanned the list through and figured he should start from what he thought would be easier to find.

"Okay, Henry." he began. "How about we start off with the Desert of Illusion first. Now off we go!"

Ricco was excited that he was going to travel across the entire Arcane Realm. Mudkip peeked over the window of the plane as it prepared for takeoff. Ricco patted his Mudkip on the head and strapped himself in tight. It was sure going to be a bumpy ride.

Dragon11 Last update no, as you still needed to exit the Desert. This update yes, as you are now in Mediville.

Uneasy due to the hive of frantic activity around you, you know you can’t leave the small child standing there like that. Her distress is plain as day, and since nobody else has even noticed her, let alone tried to help her, you hand Wind over to the nurse before rushing to her side. Assuring her that everything will be ok, you offer to help find her missing Candee, waiting patiently for her hysterical cries to settle.

Releasing Gale in the hope of calming the girl, he sits on your shoulder chirping softly to help soothe the tiny child. After a minute or two her cries turn into wracking sobs, and while she stares at you through teary eyes, the expression of loss she silently conveys causes a gut-wrenching knot to tighten in your stomach.

“Th-there” she sobs, pointing to her right and staring off into the distance. “C-candy was th-there, but n-now I can’t f-find her.”

Following her gaze, you look back the way you had come to see a thick black smoke trail rising into the air…

Thanks for clearing up the color think, and sorry the post is kinda short, that all that was needed to be said, then a little more.

The little girl was calming off... vaguely. She may have calmed, but when his eyes met hers it was still sickeningly sad. If only everyone else was. “Th-there. C-candy was th-there, but n-now I can’t f-find her,” she said as she pointed off to a direction under billowing black smoke. This disheartened Dragon even more then the little girl. Even Gale's impenetrable optimism was shaken, but he forced himself to not let show.

Trying to stay strong for the girl's sake, Dragon said, "We'll find Candee," and held the girl's hand. "By the way, what's your name, dear? And who's Candee?" added Dragon, looking up to see Gale twenty feet above trying to get a view of where the smoke came from. Gale may have been able to convince most people, but Dragon knew Gale was sadder then him.